Humble Pie - 79th and sunset
Tekst :
Well this yellow haired snake sits snug as a bugGot more angle than a toby jug
Star lock hair pins, honey has faults
Shows her legs when opportunity knocks
Underneath her red sweater
She s a big-deal go-getter
There ll be some dramas inside your pajamas tonight
Yer there s red eyed Ruby with her built up hips
She s got nut crushing boobs and jam tart lips
Says her angle is connections downtown L.A.
When you know she s just a hustler from the boys brigade
Well she s the same old number
She just looks like your mother
There be salutations on you humble frillations tonight
She s young. She s wealthy, she s far from healthy
She does it up in Beverly Hills
She wears a foam back bra, she drives her Daddy s car
Has appeal to bend your will
Oh! Nymphomanic nimrod, thigh-high boots
Beat the hungry minions she planned
Keep on trucking--think of all the fun you had
Well you know there s such a lot of good ways to be bad
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
On the train
On The Train
Something s going down,
And the moon is coming up.
I m tired of this town,
And this crazy, crazy rut.
He hurt me, and I hurt him
Don t wanna see his face anymore.
He s laughing, I m crying,
As I run out the door....
Something s going down,
And the moon is coming up.
I m tired of this town,
And this crazy, crazy rut.
He hurt me, and I hurt him
Don t wanna see his face anymore.
He s laughing, I m crying,
As I run out the door....
Suzanne
(When things get hot) Oh my love
(When things get hot) I know you like the heat
(When things get hot) When things get much too much
(When things get hot)
So tell me why do you always run from me baby, like you do...
(When things get hot) I know you like the heat
(When things get hot) When things get much too much
(When things get hot)
So tell me why do you always run from me baby, like you do...
Deaths diary
On Monday I took a flower
Dried it in my hand
Covered it in poison
And I threw it on the land
On wasted ground it tried to root
But choked upon the sand
And there s room in my diary for you,...
Dried it in my hand
Covered it in poison
And I threw it on the land
On wasted ground it tried to root
But choked upon the sand
And there s room in my diary for you,...
Hard & slow
Treat me hard and slow
Don t let me go
Strip me of my clothes
Kiss hard and slow
...
Don t let me go
Strip me of my clothes
Kiss hard and slow
...
Stand up for love
Here I come again
Up against the wall
But if I don t give it everything I got baby,
It will come to nothing at all
Give it one more chance
Before I fade to black
I m fighting for my life yeah...
Up against the wall
But if I don t give it everything I got baby,
It will come to nothing at all
Give it one more chance
Before I fade to black
I m fighting for my life yeah...